When Lou Cheng smiled absently, Yan Zheke tilted her head, looked at him suspiciously and said:
"Chengzi, why do you have such a strange expression?"
"Ah?" Lou Cheng snapped back to his senses, knowing that he had accidentally felt good about himself just now, so he said humorously, "Seeing your smile, I just thought, to be so favored among the billions of men on earth. Good girl Yan Zheke is selected, I must be very special and unique. Tianlai Ww"
"Pfft..." Yan Zheke laughed on the spot, managed to hold back the trembling of her body, and said with an aggrieved look, "Chengzi, you've changed!"
"I changed?" Lou Cheng asked subconsciously.
Yan Zheke bit her lower lip lightly, and said pitifully:
"You weren't like this before..."
"Then what was I like before?" Lou Cheng asked with a smile.
Dimples appeared on Yan Zheke's cheeks, and she looked up, "grieved" said:
"When you first talked to me, you were nervous and stuttered! Later, you only dared to speak through QQ, but now you can say it in front of me without changing your face! Huh, talk! Is there a dog outside? Practicing every day…”
Speaking of this, she really couldn't pretend anymore, she covered her mouth with her left hand, and smiled so much that her eyes seemed to sparkle.
Lou Cheng was also amused, and sat beside her, dug out a piece of ointment, picked up his wrist, and continued to smear the bruise on the girl's right arm. When Yan Zheke stopped laughing, he replied: "I just suddenly Feeling and…”
At this time, he heard the sound of Li Mao's bathing water stop, and quickly changed the subject: "Actually, what I told you today are the basic things that newcomers should pay attention to when they first debut. If you don’t have other coaches, I guess they will mention you in the same way.”
Yan Zheke smiled and said, "But when you first played in the group arena, no one mentioned anything?"
"That's right..." Lou Cheng was stunned and said, "How can Coach Shi ignore me and let me fend for myself?"
At that time, he thought that all the masters had this attitude towards their disciples' first group arena match. He didn't realize it was wrong until today when he was instructing Yan Zheke!
...
Old man Shi returned to the teacher's apartment, lay down on the sofa in a shapeless manner, and put his legs on the coffee table.
He frowned and said to himself:
"The stinky boy has an adventure, a heart, and perseverance. It's too smooth, and he needs to be educated about setbacks..."
...
In the endless chatter, Lou Cheng finished rubbing the bruises and swellings on Yan Zheke's arms and hands, left the seat, squatted in front of the girl, pointed to her calf and said:
"Should there be one here too?"
Yan Zheke bit her lip and gave a low "hmm".
Lou Cheng rolled up her trouser legs and pulled them up carefully, so as not to touch the girl's pain. Then, he took a sneak peek at her beautifully lined and fair-skinned legs, identified the bruises, held the calf with one hand, Kneading the ointment with moderate strength, the skin on the girl's legs feels warm and delicate to the touch, like gelatin, and she is reluctant to let it go.
Seeing his very difficult squatting posture, feeling his tenderness and care, Yan Zheke's eyes dizzy, thinking whether it is necessary to change the posture to make it more convenient for him.
Put your foot on the bench? No, this pose is ugly and rude...
Put your feet on Chengzi's knees and raise your calves so he doesn't have to bend over? But, but, the soles are so dirty, if you really want to do this, you have to take off your shoes...
Yan Zheke was suddenly ashamed, and finally gave up on this idea, and planned to sit with her knees hugged. She was about to speak, but she heard the door of the bathroom open, and the sound of Li Mao's footsteps came, so she hurriedly teased He lifted the hanging silk, and pretended to be sitting upright.
Li Mao is used to the show of affection between the two, so he took a look and said:
"Cheng Zi, Yan Zheke, see you at half past six!"
"Okay, see you later!" Lou Cheng turned around and waved his hand, watching Li Mao open the door and walk out.
bang! The locker room door closed by itself, re-isolated the inside and outside.
"Okay, change one." Lou Cheng lowered Yan Zheke's left trouser leg inch by inch to avoid sticking to the ointment.
Immediately afterwards, he rolled up the trouser leg of the girl's right leg, finely adjusted the center of gravity of his body, maintained a squatting posture that made him feel uncomfortable, and carefully and slowly applied the ointment to loosen the bruise.
Rubbing and rubbing, he felt that the surroundings were unusually quiet, and the sound outside the dressing room seemed to be coming from the sky.
Yan Zheke and I are the only ones left in the locker room
Just the two of us
After realizing this, when he heard the girl's long and slender breathing, Lou Cheng felt the softness of the skin under his hands, and suddenly felt a little distracted.
In the locker room, which was so quiet that it seemed to be forgotten by the world, he was suddenly awakened by a slightly heavy breathing. After careful recollection, he realized that it was his own!
And the girl's aura seemed to be affected by him, and it also sped up a little bit.
Breathing and smelling, an inexplicable atmosphere was brewing bit by bit, Lou Cheng's mouth was dry again, and he was strangely nervous. He only felt that the muscles in the girl's legs seemed soft, but actually contained amazing elasticity. This is the result of long-term martial arts training. The harvest that comes, every time you press it, is a wonderful enjoyment.
He heard Yan Zheke's breath getting lower and thinner, as if trying to restrain herself, but the more so, the more it was like a feather, gently and constantly plucking at his heart.
Lou Cheng's hands slowed down at some point, and it didn't look like he was rubbing the bruises away.
In the empty and silent surroundings, Yan Zheke suddenly called out in a low voice:
"orange… "
This trembling shout made Lou Cheng's heart tremble, he raised his head abruptly, and saw the girl's eyes were watery, her cheeks were flushed, looking around, she was about to get drunk.
"What..." Lou Cheng swallowed hard for some reason, and felt Yan Zheke's body tremble slightly.
While he was talking, Yan Zheke put her hands on his shoulders, bent her back, blushed, leaned closer and said:
"I'm not thanking you..."
Before she finished speaking, she closed her eyes suddenly, held her breath, and pecked at the corner of Lou Cheng's mouth.
Lou Cheng was stunned, watching the girl back shyly with a little complacency, like a frightened white rabbit trying to avoid, suddenly his blood surged up, his back straightened, he rushed over, hugged her, and went towards her. He kissed Yan Zheke's delicate lips.
Yan Zheke struggled instinctively, flicking her head from side to side, causing Lou Cheng to only kiss her cheek.
But it was just this kiss, she suddenly became quiet, closed her eyes, slipped her hands weakly, and grabbed Lou Cheng's clothes.
Lou Cheng kissed the girl's cheek, kissed it again, and kissed it again, and it felt soft and smooth, much better than the skin on his arms and legs.
With dry lips, he dropped kisses one after another, moving towards Yan Zheke's moist pink lips, getting closer and closer.
Finally, he couldn't bear it any longer, and took a breath, taking both the upper and lower lips into his mouth.
Yan Zheke's hand holding the hem of his shirt stiffened suddenly, a thin sigh seemed to escape from her throat, then she softened her body and leaned towards Lou Cheng, her eyelashes fluttering slightly.
Lou Cheng felt that the girl's lips were like thin-skinned and sweet orange petals. Sometimes he sucked them, and sometimes he used his tongue to outline the lip line, not letting go of every bit of good taste, and kissed like a fascination.
Occasionally, he would part the girl's lips, count her white teeth, taste a little bit of sweetness, but he did not forcefully separate them again, but after feeling the girl's teeth clenched tightly, he voluntarily gave up and waited for the day when she would go on her own. "Open the door".
After an unknown amount of time, Yan Zheke suddenly withdrew her lips, panting, and gave him a coquettish and coquettish look:
"You want to suffocate me..."
The two of them pressed their cheeks together, and Lou Cheng realized what it means to exhale like blue. While gasping for breath due to excitement, he smiled and said, "You don't even know how to breathe through your nose?"
Isn't this instinct
"Hmph, who is as perverted as you!" Yan Zheke snorted.
I just like to hold my breath and kiss what's up!
Seeing that her eyes were watery, her cheeks were flushed, and her pink lips were covered with a layer of glamorous water, Lou Cheng couldn't help but kissed her again, engulfing those attractive lips again.
This time, he stopped gobbling it up, savoring every bit of the girl's taste carefully, put his hands on the girl's back, and stroked and swam gently.
Parting and kissing, parting and kissing, once, twice, thrice, Yan Zheke finally pushed him away, panting, and said righteously:
"We should go back!"
If this continues, I really don't know what will happen!
"Go back?" Lou Cheng said a little disappointed, "How nice and clean this place is, and no one is watching."
It's rare to have a date like this!
Yan Zheke wiped her lips, turned her head to look to the side and said:
"Hmph, don't give the pervert a chance to make mistakes!"
Speaking of this, she saw Lou Cheng's disappointment out of the corner of her eye, and immediately softened her voice and said:
"I still have a lot of things to do. I can put my homework in the evening, but I have to take advantage of the sun to dry the quilt, wash the clothes, and tidy up the dormitory."
"Okay." Lou Cheng could feel the girl's timidity, so he didn't force it any more, he was so satisfied after being able to kiss so many times!
He glanced at Yan Zheke, suddenly smiled lowly and said:
"But I can't go back immediately, I have to wait."
"Why?" Yan Zheke asked cutely.
"Your appearance now..." Lou Cheng reminded her with a smile, and there was love that couldn't be hidden in his eyes.
Yan Zheke took out her phone suspiciously, and took a picture with the screen as a mirror, and saw that under the dark tone, her lips were frighteningly red, and the blush on her cheeks was extremely clear. "It looks like a lot!
"Big pervert!" She thumped Lou Cheng in embarrassment, "By the way, you haven't finished kneading yet, continue!"
With a smile on his face, Lou Cheng squatted down again and rubbed the bruise on Yan Zheke's right leg again. He looked up at the girl from time to time, only to see that she was biting her lower lip and looking at him quietly and shyly. Talking, but there are many, many things in the beautiful black and white eyes.
The locker room became quiet again, but unlike the pink silence just now, this time it was like Pinghu Lake under the night, peaceful and quiet.
Lou Cheng suddenly thought of a song and remembered a line of lyrics:
"When I was seventeen years old, I kissed his face and thought I could be with him forever..."
For the first time in his nineteen-year-old life, he had the feeling of eternity. (.)